Another School Opening Day

After the efforts of the kingdom and Spirit Hall, the wandering Soul Beasts within the Balak Kingdom were finally wiped out completely.

During this time, Wang Xiaofeng and the others completed several missions in succession.

Shrek Academy also made a small profit. Not only did it gain enough funds to keep operating, but the students even got to eat Soul Beast meat for several months.

Of course, Flander sold off most of the Soul Beast meat, claiming it was to maintain the academy's daily operations.

Perhaps because he had eaten too much Soul Beast meat, Oscar actually broke through to Rank 30 on the very day the academy went on break.

As Oscar's teacher, Shao Xin was delighted. He said he knew of a rare Soul Beast that would be perfect as Oscar's Third Soul Ring.

He immediately set off with Flander and Oscar, not wasting even a minute, saying that if they were late, someone else might hunt it first.

"Ah, I really miss Teacher Shao's Snake Soup. Why have they been gone so long this time? It's already been a month, and there's still no news." Ma Hongjun poked the empty plate before him with his chopsticks and complained bitterly.

Dai Mubai looked helplessly at the stack of empty plates on the table. "The cafeteria food is terrible, yet you still ate so much."

"I'm just recalling bitter times to appreciate the sweet ones," Ma Hongjun found an excuse for himself.

"And Xiaofeng, too. He took all the academy's teachers away. Why didn't he take Teacher Zhao along with them? Now I still have to train every day."

Just as Ma Hongjun was muttering away, a pair of hands landed on his shoulders.

"I seem to have heard someone badmouthing me." A rough voice sounded from behind Ma Hongjun.

"Teacher Zhao, I was wrong! I don't want to run another ten kilometers..." Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he began babbling incoherently. But his voice grew softer and softer, as if he had finally realized something. When he turned around, he indeed saw Wang Xiaofeng snickering nearby.

"You bastard, Wang Xiaofeng! You actually dared to scare me."

Dai Mubai watched the two of them roughhousing with some helplessness, but he had not seen a scene like this in quite some time. He rather missed it.

After fooling around for a while, Ma Hongjun finally remembered the important matter. "Right, did the Soul Ring hunt go smoothly this time?"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. "Not bad. With the teachers' help, both my parents got decent Soul Rings."

"But I have no idea what Teacher Li was thinking. On the way back, he suddenly said that he hadn't returned to his hometown in a long time and wanted to take leave to visit. He even asked me to temporarily take his place as the examiner for the first test."

Wang Xiaofeng was thoroughly puzzled by this arrangement. Wasn't this just making trouble for himself? Was Li Songyu not afraid Flander would dock his pay?

"Maybe he wants to show off Shrek's teaching results. After all, a fourteen-year-old Rank 36 Soul Elder is rare even in the major sects." Dai Mubai smiled and lightly punched Wang Xiaofeng in the chest.

Li Songyu served as the examiner for the first test every year, mainly because his cultivation was the weakest among Shrek's teachers.

Of course, that was not the main reason. The main reason was that he possessed a technique for testing bone age, a skill unique to him.

Wang Xiaofeng had been very curious about this technique at the time. He had thought it was similar to the pulse-reading techniques from his previous life, and that perhaps he could create martial arts manuals after learning it. So he had given Li Songyu many jugs of wine before finally learning the technique from him.

But after learning the principle behind it, Wang Xiaofeng was deeply disappointed. This bone-age testing technique had nothing to do with pulse-reading at all.

It turned out that when each person's bones encountered external Soul Power, they produced different Soul Power fluctuations. As long as one was familiar with those fluctuations, anyone could test bone age.

Of course, it would not work if someone had fused with a Soul Bone or cultivated a special soul skill.

"It's fine. I'll be at the first test then. If any blind fool tries to cause trouble, I'll beat him up for you." Seeing Wang Xiaofeng's slightly gloomy expression, Dai Mubai could not help encouraging him.

Wang Xiaofeng was naturally not that petty. He was merely a little depressed. Seeing Dai Mubai say this, he waved his hand to show that he was fine. Besides, he had been dragged into serving as an examiner once last year anyway.

"Big Boss Dai, you should pay attention to Fatty's side instead. Don't let him get beaten up during the third test."

That was right. Since the academy was currently short-handed, Ma Hongjun, the eternal youngest, had also been promoted to examiner.

"Wang Xiaofeng, I'll fight you!"

Ma Hongjun lunged at him in fury, and for a time, the cafeteria was filled with cheerful laughter.

Wang Xiaofeng parted ways with the other two in front of the dormitory. After cleaning the layer of dust from his room, he returned to the Mimetic Cultivation Ground to cultivate.

At dawn, Wang Xiaofeng opened his eyes and sensed the slight improvement in his Soul Power. It seemed Rank 37 was not far away.

After washing up, Wang Xiaofeng was about to call Oscar's name when he realized that Oscar had not returned for an entire month. He could not help shaking his head before heading alone to the cafeteria.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, he ran into Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. The difference was that Dai Mubai wore a hint of excitement, as though something pleasing had happened to him.

"Big Boss Dai, what exactly did you do yesterday afternoon? You've been inexplicably excited ever since you came back last night."

Ma Hongjun was extremely curious. The last time Dai Mubai had looked like this was when he encountered a stunning beauty. Could he have run into another beauty this time?

"I met someone very interesting. You'll see them when the academy recruits students tomorrow." Dai Mubai gave a mysterious smile, thoroughly whetting everyone's appetite.

There were not many people whom Dai Mubai regarded highly. Wang Xiaofeng suddenly became curious about the person Dai Mubai had mentioned.

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaofeng arrived at the academy entrance. A long line had already formed outside the gate. It seemed Flander's recruitment publicity had been quite effective.

Wang Xiaofeng took out a table and chairs from his Soul Tool and said to the people before him, "All right, registration begins."

The family at the front of the line found Wang Xiaofeng's age rather odd and asked doubtfully, "Are you the teacher in charge of registration?"

"No, I'm a Shrek student. The teacher responsible for the assessment suddenly had urgent business, so I'm temporarily taking his place."

"What? This rundown academy is way too casual."

The people waiting behind seemed to have heard what Wang Xiaofeng said, and the line immediately began to stir.

"Quiet!"

Wang Xiaofeng shouted and directly activated his Soul Power, releasing two hundred-year Soul Rings and one thousand-year Soul Ring.

Surging Soul Power created an invisible pressure in the air that bore down upon the entire line.

The entire line instantly fell silent. No one had expected the person before them, who looked to be about the same age as their children, to be a Soul Elder. What kind of people, then, were the teachers inside?

"I didn't expect there to be another Soul Elder like Dai Mubai, and he looks about the same age as us. Xiao Wu, we didn't come to Shrek for nothing, did we?"

Within the line, a young man spoke to the girl beside him. The girl nodded deeply in agreement, no longer as lively as she had been at first.

Wang Xiaofeng was not trying to bully anyone. His Soul Power had merely swept over them before he withdrew the Soul Rings he had revealed. This display was enough.

"Hm?"

The reactions of four people in the line caught Wang Xiaofeng's attention. They merely circulated a little of their own Soul Power and blocked the pressure from Wang Xiaofeng's Soul Power. Three of them were even pretty young ladies.

Looks like the academy will finally have female students. The others should be very happy, especially that secretly lecherous fellow Oscar.

Wang Xiaofeng's mind wandered, though his expression remained stern. Pointing at the money box in front of him, he said, "The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins."